It’s almost a week since my last surgery. I’ve had an interesting day.
I’ve spoken to Dr D’s Practice Manager for the first time since the new diagnosis. Her take on the news was very similar to his “shitty things happen to nice people”, I’m one of those statistics they don’t like to have “the one percent that will do something unexpected”.
I’ve had my wounds dressed by Andrea and shared a smile and joke about the irony of the situation.
I’ve asked Dr D about 20 questions he probably hated trying to find impossible answers for, but I admire that he tried.
Here are some shots of Andrea (& Dr D’s) handiwork;

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